In the dead of night with the creaking of bones, old leather and rusty metal Ancient Egyptian undead shuffle through the sands. Where they are headed is unknown.
As daylight comes, they become more determined as they move with deadly purpose radiating fear.
Is it a raid, or the start of the creation of an army to war on the living?
More have joined, including some form of nobleman captain. So, war it is to be.
These are plastic pieces I painted in the early 2000's.
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